People who are afraid of dying from cancer

– You’re softer with him, – in the hand of the patient’s father was a note.
The third week I became hysterical, as I learned my diagnosis. And we can do nothing with him. As one stays in the apartment, right to the phone, call an ambulance.

“Ours have already been warned,” the officer took his hand away with a thousand ruble paper in it. But a man with manic persistence put the money in the pocket of the blue vests of the police officer.
Take it. Well please. Just do something to make him calm. At least sleep the night. My wife and I will soon be mad.

“Listen here,” the doctor put the folder aside and turned his face to the patient.
You already got them all. My mother, my father and the ambulance. And yourself first. The face of the 25-year-old, so permeated with horror, became astonished for a moment.
Do you not understand? I have cancer! I have three months to live!
- And these three months, will you wash overnight and climb on the wall? Do you call an ambulance in the afternoon so it won’t be boring?
I am scared, the guy cried. I am afraid. I am afraid to die.
Are you afraid to die or die? He stopped crying without understanding the question. If you die, everyone is afraid. And if you die, you are already doing it. by their own will. Does something hurt you right now?
The guy listened to himself.
Do you want it to hurt?
and no.
And why?
How about why? The guy moved.
Because it will hurt.
and exactly. When it hurts, then you will crush. And it will really hurt. I have already looked at this. So save your strength. Both mental and physical.
You just don’t know what it is!
“I don’t know,” the fielder ate. Do not let God know. But I’t call an ambulance three times a day. The meaning?
What should I do? There was panic in the man’s eyes again.
Do something. Do you have a dream? The child?
I don’t remember, the guy scissor. I used to want to play guitar.
Is there a guitar? (The patient turned his head negatively.) Go and buy.
Feldscher took a thousand rubles from the pocket of the blue vest and drove the guy into the load pocket.
You will add the rest, not the small ones. Don’t tell your parents that I’ve given you money for a guitar, or they’ll argue.
– No to...
Feldscher removed a man’s hand with a note stuck in it.
I have to, Fedora. must be. Then you give. Well, be it, the fieldsman got up from the table and took the box.
Take a guitar so that the hands feel that it is exactly underneath them. I tell you as a specialist.

Why did you tell me all this? - the forty-year-old man with the earthly-yellow color of the face was already quietly, questioningly looking at the officer.
- And to the fact that this young man plays guitar is much better than I. And for five years, he has promised to go and give me back my thousand rubles. Does something hurt you right now? No is? And thank God. Then I go away.